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Weekly Contest #9
A voice hums in harmony with the murmur of the clouds as the sky tips the sun over the horizon, the dripping hues instantly conquering their canvas. Footsteps as harsh as the light of the moon over sleeping cities lead forward a dress of cloud colored flowers to the precipice, a silhouette over the alluring shadows of the woods that clothe the barren rock. The voice laughs, staring down with eyes of molten iron. Thin fingers grasp a blossom from the dress, tossing it playfully over the edge. It hovers for a moment before sinking away. ...
Weekly Contest #2
I remember the flowers. They were so pretty, spread out in the fields, so bright and colorful, the way they complimented the sky, sang with the trees, all in sync with the gentle, lilting rhythm of the grass. And then I saw her standing there, staring at me. She wasn’t mad. She was never angry. There was never any resentment. She just seemed sad, ghostly tears falling down her deathly pale skin, thin hair framing her thin face and falling down her thin, frail figure. She smiled at me. I waved back. And in another moment, I was awake ag...
Weekly Contest #1
Cheers filled the air, echoing off the walls of the hall, ricocheting off the edges of my best friend’s flashy smile. I was silent as I watched her spin and twirl in her sky blue dress, dancing and grinning and laughing in mock sheepishness as the crowd took so many pictures that my head began to spin from the flash. Her eyes twinkled as she spotted me. I was too dazzled to return the glance. The music floated through my ears, the bass shaking my heart as the world slowed down around me, the look on her face making my stomach flutter. ...
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